Travel to the mountains and make a fortune in silence

Thinking back to my past life, I could enjoy the delicious taste of all kinds of fruits every day. Now, after several days in this world, I haven't even seen a trace of fruit, let alone eaten it.

I went to town yesterday but didn't see any fruit vendors. Today I finally got to eat a wild fruit, which I guess counts as fruit too.

She happily picked one after another and popped them into her mouth.

Suddenly, she thought she should let him try some too, so she picked one to feed Mu Nan. Just as she turned around, her feet wobbled like a spinning top, and she lost her balance and fell backward. "Ah..."

Mu Nan quickly caught her and hugged her. Wang Qing'er instinctively hugged Mu Nan back, their bodies pressed tightly together, and they could clearly hear each other's breathing.

Mu Nan swallowed hard, slowly released Wang Qing'er, and said to the person in her arms, "Qing'er, step on my feet."

"Huh?" Wang Qing'er quickly let go of her hands and stepped aside, lowering her head and whispering, "Brother Mu Nan, I'm sorry, I stepped on you and hurt you!"

A blush rose to Bai Jing's face, spreading all the way to her ears. She touched her face, "What's wrong? My face feels so hot. But Mu Nan's chest is so muscular, he must have eight-pack abs! I didn't even get a chance to touch it, what a pity! Hey, Wang Qing'er, wake up, you fangirl..."

After Mu Nan released Wang Qing'er, he began to clear away the weeds around the goat milk fruit tree, unaware that his young wife behind him was having all sorts of fantasies about his body.

"Qing'er, Qing'er..."

"Huh? Oh, Brother Mu Nan, are you calling me? Ah! What a huge goat milk fruit tree!" After Mu Nan called her several times, she finally woke up as if from a dream. When she looked up, a tree full of bright red goat milk fruits came into her view.

Mu Nan reached out and picked a few ripe goat milk fruits, spread them flat in her palm, and prepared to hand them to Wang Qing'er.

Unexpectedly, Wang Qing'er walked over and, without saying a word, directly took the goat milk fruit from his hand and ate it.

Those soft, red lips, like a light butterfly, gently brushed against Mu Nan's warm palm. He felt as if he had been electrocuted, and hurriedly withdrew his hand, clenching it into a fist. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down like a restless deer.

"Mmm, Brother Mu Nan, it's so sweet! I want more." Wang Qing'er, who had just finished flirting with him but was completely unaware of it, had a bright smile on her face.

"Qing'er, you..." Mu Nan swallowed back the words she was about to say, "Never mind, let's wait a little longer!"

"Brother Mu Nan, don't just stand there like an idiot. Quickly help me pull down a branch so I can pick it myself. You go dig up some ginger."

"Oh, okay!" Mu Nan helped pull down a branch, while Wang Qing'er hurriedly picked the branches and threw them into her mouth.

Mu Nan stared in disbelief at the way she devoured the food.

Seeing that Mu Nan was still standing there motionless, Wang Qing'er casually stuffed a few into his mouth.

Because Wang Qing'er's movements were somewhat rough, she accidentally shoved a section of her finger directly into Mu Nan's mouth.

Mu Nan subconsciously swallowed hard, and the goat milk fruit was swallowed in an instant, like a slippery little fish. As for whether it was sweet or sour, she had no way of knowing.

"Brother Mu Nan, why did you swallow it without chewing? You should spit out the seeds too!"

"You can eat it yourself, but eat less, or your teeth will get sore. I'm going to dig up some ginger." Mu Nan cut a long branch with a barb and handed it to Wang Qing'er. "Use this hook if you can't reach it!" Then she ran away as if she were fleeing.

"okay!"

As Wang Qing'er picked and ate some goat milk fruit, she stopped picking and instead searched around, hoping to find some large leaves to wrap the goat milk fruit and take them back for the little ones to try.

She searched far and wide but couldn't find any trace of the large tree leaves. However, she spotted a sugarcane grove and screamed with delight! "Ah!" Her voice seemed to pierce the sky.

Hearing the shout, Mu Nan thought she had fallen or encountered something bad, so she hurriedly dropped her hoe and followed the sound.

Just then, he saw Wang Qing'er squatting on the ground, motionless. He rushed over anxiously, asking her what was wrong and starting to check her for injuries. "Qing'er, what happened? Did you fall somewhere? Let me see?"

"Brother Mu Nan, I'm fine. Look what that is!" She excitedly pointed to the sugarcane field in front of her.

"Isn't this sugarcane? You can find it everywhere in the mountains, what's so special about it?"

"Sugarcane?" Her eyes darted around, and a thought struck her. She realized that perhaps the locals called it sugarcane, so she nodded and replied, "That's right, it is sugarcane. It is the raw material for making brown sugar."

"What? You're saying this can be made into brown sugar?" Mu Nan looked on with suspicion, as if it were a fantasy.

"Yes, some people on my maternal grandparents' side grow this to make sugar. This sugarcane can also be eaten directly; it tastes as sweet as honey. Brother Mu Nan, please cut one for me; I'm so drooling!" Wang Qing'er looked at the sugarcane in front of her, her mouth watering. This could even be considered a fruit.

"Okay." Although Mu Nan had some doubts, she did as she was told, went to get a sickle, helped her cut down a tree, and then chopped it into sections.

Wang Qing'er picked up a sugarcane as if it were a treasure, wiped it lightly on her clothes a few times, and then couldn't wait to start eating it. "Mmm, so juicy! So sweet. Brother Mu Nan, you should try some too."

After saying that, she picked up another one, wiped it on her clothes, and handed it to Mu Nan.

Mu Nan took it, took a bite, and chewed it several times. A sweet taste instantly spread throughout her mouth like a tide.

"How is it? Sweet?"

"Yeah, very sweet!"

"Brother Mu Nan, let's stop digging for ginger and start cutting sugarcane instead. Let's cut down this whole patch and take it home," Wang Qing'er said, gesturing wildly as she spoke.

Well, her behavior is exactly like the story of the monkey who picked up sesame seeds and lost watermelon. She came to dig ginger, but when she saw sugarcane, she forgot about ginger and only wanted to cut sugarcane.

"You want to cut all of them back?"

"Of course. If there are any other places that have them, I'll want them too. I can boil them into sugar and sell them for money."

"You can make sugar?" Mu Nan couldn't help but exclaim in amazement again. His wife was so skilled!

"Hmm, a piece of cake," Wang Qing'er said proudly.

"Okay, everything is up to you."

After Mu Nan finished speaking, he began to cut sugarcane. In no time, he had cut a pile, removed the top and bottom, and tied the sugarcane into two bundles with two vines.

He then cut down a sturdy tree branch, sharpened both ends, and used it as a carrying pole.

Wang Qing'er picked some more goat milk fruit, intending to take them back for her family to try.